Starring: Agathe Rousselle, Vincent Lindon, Garance Marillier, Laïs Salameh, Mara Cissé, Marin Judas, and Diong-Kéba Tacu
Director: Julia Ducournau
Titane may be too unwieldy to overtake any Oscar races, but anyone who watches the Cannes' Palme d'Or winner will be consumed by the sheer force of it. Julia Ducournau's film is brimming with boldness, an absolute hurricane of chaotic energy so powerful that one may not feel its full impact until days later. There is no way to predict where it will go, and its journeys may be impossible to fully understand after a single sitting. Agathe Rousselle is unbelievable leading this story through its many facets, but it's Ducournau who emerges the true talent here.
Titane is, without a doubt, one of the weirdest films I have ever experienced. Even as someone who gets very squeamish at body horror, I found this movie to be amazing. As a director, Julia Ducournau has an incredible visual eye. As a writer, she seamlessly blends the batshit insanity with moments of tenderness. Agathe Rousselle's performance is striking too, which helps drive home the film's themes wonderfully. There were a couple scenes, mainly towards the beginning, that I felt were gratuitously graphic, but this is definitely worth a watch.
I’ll give Titane credit for one thing: it’s fucking insane. I’m not sure that means it’s good, though. Admittedly, it hasn’t left my mind since I saw it, but I could say the same for fellow body horror movie The Human Centipede, which is definitely not good. While Titane is better than that, it still goes to bonkers places either for pure shock value or as a metaphor that I don’t get. So, if you want something weird that will have you thinking “did she just…? Nooo. Oh! Yep, she sure did” more than once, then you’re in luck!